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[ “ How are you here?” The memories are conflicting, they hurt. This should not be happening. Why is this happening? What is the time, where is the place? In a sudden moment of panic , her heart begins to break through her rib cage. Who is she? Eyes are wide and Alma ( that is her, correct? ) steps backwards, unconsciously pulling into herself as much as possible, shrinking away as her brow knits in extended fear. “ Who are you? Why? You’re supposed to be dead!” ]
— @fategiven !
You keep telling me to be glad for what we had while we had it. That the brightest flame burns quickest. Which means you saw us as a candle. And I saw us as the sun.
Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via theliteraryjournals)
[ She knew him, that was obvious to her. This understanding that some part of her had recollection of him, but she faltered in that reverie, unsure of which she was to play — she was a lover? No, a friend surely. Perhaps at this extent she only held unfamiliarity to him — a stranger. Dwelling would do no good. Her prying gaze drops to look ahead, avoidance the key point, and it remains an easy concept to dull her expression to nothing like a soldier playing their role on the fields of battle. That is what she was, no less. It was fitting. Her voice remains soft, graceful even in her confused state of mind. "You are my partner, correct? I assume you understand the mission? I am Alma, your partner this time." ]
— @hatredgeneral !
I know now that we never get over great losses; we absorb them, and they carve us into different, often kinder, creatures.
Gail Caldwell, Let’s Take the Long Way Home (via thequotejournals)
If you would like a starter, please hit the ❤ and I’ll write one up for you! If you would like to pre-plan anything, my ask and instant messages are always available as well!
Ten years from now, make sure you can say that you chose your life, you didn’t settle for it.
Mandy Hale (via thequotejournals)
Spent this whole time following blogs and working on icons, hahah! Super eventful, I know. Despite not having many followers at this point (I believe I have... siiiix?), I’ll still see if I can throw up a small starter search to have some interactions flowing!
Until then, thank you guys for following! I look forward to what may come!
You told me, once, to just remember to breathe. As long as you can do that, you’re doing something good.
Emma Hooper, Etta and Otto and Russell and James (via thequotejournals)
If you do not love me, I shall not be loved. If I do not love you, I shall not love.
Samuel Beckett (via theliteraryjournals)
Whatever you may be missing right now - a person, a place, a feeling, maybe you are injured and missing running - whatever it is, have peace and take heart - remember that any goodbye makes room for a hello.
Kristin Armstrong (via thequotejournals)
I think what hurts the most is that I just really want to belong. I want to stand inside the circle of other people and be noticed for the right things, but it seems like the wrong things are always bigger. And all the advice I’ve ever read —smile more, be yourself, dream big, stay positive—seems to have some darker side that’s never mentioned.
Jane Devin, Elephant Girl: A Human Story (via theliteraryjournals)
Happiness is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it will elude you. But if you turn your attention to other things, it will come and sit softly on your shoulder.
Unknown (via theliteraryjournals)
Ultimately, the universe doesn’t care about us. Time doesn’t care about us. That’s why we have to care about each other.
David Levithan, Every Day (via theliteraryjournals)
You don’t remember what happened. What you remember becomes what happened.
John Green, An Abundance of Katherines (via theliteraryjournals)
As long as you have certain desires about how it ought to be you can’t see how it is.
Ram Dass (via thequotejournals)
Hello, I’m a new independent Past!Alma blog from D. Gray Man! If you’re possibly interested in interacting, spreading this around and hitting the ❤ would be wonderful so that I can check your blogs out! ❤ ❤
she was CHAOS && beauty intertwined a tornado of roses from divine
